Apr 05, 2005 22:05
I'm sick, I'm tired, I'm over all this bullshit
Speaking lies, undercover, why you trying to pull all this?
Creatin drama, whisperin crap, why the hell you spreading it?
Always knew to never trust you with the truth but now you just make all fake... just like you
Never really thought that you were all that bad but now that he dont want you no more you're playing it up, actin all sad
Guilt trip, thats what it is
Newsflash: You aint all that miss thang, you ant no thug, you aint loved, you any even got a teddy to hug
So back the f-up off my bizz
You had him once and lost him twice. Get it though your head, try to understand
You're done, you're though, he's over with you
So shut your dirty mouth and while you're at it, close your legs too.